im sick, people, sick.
fever of 38.3 now. have no idea how to survive tmr. NAFA and FITNESS. perfect, baby. having huge difficulty to wake up in the morning due to the medication and of course, part of me not wanting to leave my comfort zone to go concentration camps. like who would right? i meant school.
our principal has admitted to viewing our blogs online. wow. i bet he's doing another round of spying online because he knows we would most probably blog about him today. hi, sir.
the school, has brainlessly called out the names of people who smoked during assembly. they didnt even bother like how the students would feel. they. didnt. even. bother. period.
going to school today simply aggravated my condition. my pw members weren't there. there's only naz and azu. and all the materials are with the absentees. they didnt even bother to like tell or pass us the notes la. and when i smsed to screw them, they gave me their locker numbers. what's the use?
and the band.. oh gosh.
econs was cmi.
i should have just listen to what my friend said and just stay at home today. talk about being enthu. hah. i feel like sleeping now, but knowing that art & econs are untouched send shivers down my spine. esp for econs. she said i had a poor attitude for the subject because i didnt know how to draw the AR MC DD curve
how encouraging.
faster. psycho me. make me dont go schoold tomorrow. fast fast!
love the concentration camps people.
LOVE THEM, NOW.
i spoke to a plate of chilli during dinner unkowingly. that shocked my mom. i shocked myself too. and to think i thought talking to doors were the extreme.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
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